Lyrics

B****es, Snitches, Witches and Riches

What up my b****es!
What up my snitches!
What up my witches!
What up my riches!
What up my b****es!
What up my snitches!
What up my witches!
What up my riches!

Tell me what’s going on
While I’m performing this song.
Feeling so good like
Nothing can go wrong.
In the opposite direction
Of this hip hop section.
Showing the ghetto affection
With my lyrical muscles
That I’m flexing.
Coming on strong for I’m ripped,
So enemies get clipped.
Before they get zipped,
My style get’s dipped
Into the hot sauce.
Getting points across
The scoreboard of my competitors.

What up my b****es!
What up my snitches!
What up my witches!
What up my riches!
What up my b****es!
What up my snitches!
What up my witches!
What up my riches!

Looking up at the scoreboard
Of this industry’s game.
Cutting out other players
With pliers from the cord.
I produce sparks
That are extremely hot.
These are the skills
That I was taught
From myself, making my own wealth.
Feeling so good like health.
My adrenaline’s racing
While my heart is pacing.
Clever rhymes are what
My brain keeps on constantly making.
My lyrical fire has
Other players constantly shaking.

What up my b****es!
What up my snitches!
What up my witches!
What up my riches!
What up my b****es!
What up my snitches!
What up my witches!
What up my riches!

The score is twenty to nothing,
Showing my fans some loving.
Keeping my words protected like gloving
With the synthetic latex.
Keeping my songs complex
And too hard to copy.
Haters can’t stop me
‘Cause this is more than just a hobby.

The game’s not over,
It keeps going on
With no end.
While the fans attend.
So if I tend to offend
Anyone with my words,
I didn’t mean to shit on ya
Just like a turd.
I’m just so absurd,
But not ridiculous
While I’m acting promiscuous.
Liking different flavors.
Exotic ones like mango
While we’re dancing to the tango.
Letting go of the handles
And breaking down the bars.

What up my b****es!
What up my snitches!
What up my witches!
What up my riches!
What up my b****es!
What up my snitches!
What up my witches!
What up my riches!